The sincerity of the art worker must permeate the song as naturally as the green leaves break through the dead branches in… — Alma Gluck Copy Share Image
“The wealth in this world are like green fruits hidden among green leaves. It stares everyone in the face, yet nobody sees… — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
“I look out my window at the blue sky, The white clouds, and the green leaves of the Rustling trees, And I… — Michelle Geaney Copy Share Image
Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph-green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree. — Cyril Connolly Copy Share Image
somewhere within sight of the tree of poetry that is eternity wearing the green leaves of time . — R. S. Thomas Copy Share Image
“She’s a manner of speaking. Even the flowers don’t come back, or the green leaves. There are new flowers, new green leaves.… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
My wind is turned to bitter north, That was so soft a south before; My sky, that shone so sunny bright, With… — Arthur Hugh Clough Copy Share Image
Thus night with all her snares passed through the upper world and baited all heads sweetly, fed all foolish hopes, for night… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
When you live in Manchester and it's raining every day, you've got to imagine the sun sometimes. When you're brought up in… — Ian Brown Copy Share Image
If your blood is formed from eating the foods I teach [fruits and green-leaf vegetables] your soul will shout for joy and… — Arnold Ehret Copy Share Image
I found this really fantastic used record store in Japan, and I bought all these different records and different 45s, and one… — Quentin Tarantino Copy Share Image
The dew seemed to sparkle more brightly on the green leaves the air to rustle among them with a sweeter music and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
“Destiny Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours For one lone soul another lonely soul Each choosing each through all the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Winter has arrived in North London. Snow has settled. The white snow looks beautiful and covers everything my eyes can see, yet… — Craig Stone Copy Share Image
A woman once described a friend of hers as being such a keen listener that even the trees leaned toward her, as… — Linda Hogan Copy Share Image
“I wanted to rest my eyes on green meadows. I wanted to sit on green grass under the shade of a green… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“People who live in big cities are deprieved, consciously or unconsciously, of those almost indefinable things on which our human sensitivity feeds,… — Margot Fonteyn Copy Share Image
I wish they would use English instead of Greek words. When I want to know why a leaf is green, they tell… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
... [I]nfectious disease is merely a disagreeable instance of a widely prevalent tendency of all living creatures to save themselves the bother… — Hans Zinsser Copy Share Image
“It was not without a certain wild pleasure I ran before the wind, delivering my trouble of mind to the measureless air-torrent… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I think, scathed as you look, and charred and scorched, there must be a little sense of life in you yet, rising… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“All at once the hard, cold earth seemed to explode. The brown surface of the world dissolved and in its place was… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“In a private room down the hall, a tired but delighted Cecily was watching her husband with his brand-new son. Cecily had… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
“Laura's mind was already racing with the creative possibilities presented to her. She whipped out her sketchbook and started to work away… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“Then, all of a sudden, those pea-green lawns where the first scarlet poppies were flowering, those canary-yellow fields which striped the tawny… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Beauty was all around them. Unsuspected tintings glimmered in the dark demesnes of the woods and glowed in their alluring by-ways. The… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“Peeling an Orange Between you and a bowl of oranges I lie nude Reading The World’s Illusion through my tears. You reach… — Virginia Adair Copy Share Image
Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter.… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Nature is beautiful, and you are in her bosom. That voice of comfort which speaks in the breezes of morning, may visit… — Humphry Davy Copy Share Image
“The sky is stained pink and purple, and the shadows are thick, stark brush strokes on the ground. But the air is… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
Oddly enough, I've always - I've never actually seen "The Alamo" itself, actually. So I don't really have the association of "Green… — Quentin Tarantino Copy Share Image
“They preferred writing about great men to writing about great hills; but they sat on the great hills to write it. They… — G.K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
“The young photographer glanced at Roark's face--and thought of something that had puzzled him for a long time: he had always wondered… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
“Sunlight was everywhere, glittering gold off the bright green leaves of the garden. A blackcap, concealed within the foliage of a nearby… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
After her came jolly June, arrayed All in green leaves, as he a player were; Yet in his time he wrought as… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
“11. Life in the Concrete. Life in the concrete, which we are living, greatly differs from life in the abstract, which exists… — Kaiten Nukariya Copy Share Image
“We walked among the different plants and by using The Book, we did our best to identify them and understand how to… — Rajani LaRocca Copy Share Image